Grade A Television Lyrics & Chords By The Payola Reserve

All roads lead to heaven or some death they all do for now I'll be walkin on and on to the tune of a lazy desert in the hazy afternoon for now I'll be fine I'll...read more

Stepping up from the ghostly scene By the manhole smoke machines Waiting for the coast to clear. Playin' a tune with a tiny tone On her ribcage xylophone In a key that no...read more

I'm up in a tree looking in your window You're doing them things that you shouldn't Cause nobody's home Sabbatical songs couldn't change The things that you done I'm up in a...read more

Now the fields sit finally silent Resting their cheeks on the evening's arms Tiny eyes on the sleepy horizon Arise to the chords as they soar through the dark Keep on...read more

I saw the glint of gold on a wayward road It slowly twisted back underneath the heavy load I'll throw all your diamonds away They won't mean a thing When the angels lift...read more